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Saturday, August 8, 2020

Music for At-Home Worship: Sunday, August 9



Welcome!


(If you've been here before, skip right on down to the music for this weekend!  If you're new, here's a little introduction!)

Here you will find music for at-home musical worship. You can listen to a piano prelude that will help you to enter into a spirit of worship.  And then . . . the singing begins!

You'll find simple piano accompaniments for each hymn that will help you to sing with joy. Each hymn has been transposed downward: no need to fear the high notes! You'll also find Bible verses that thematically relate to (or directly inspired) the lyrics as well as historical background about each hymn. Some songs may be new to you, so the printed music might be helpful: you'll also find links to recordings of the hymns with singing so that you can get a feel for the melody. At the end of each week's post, you'll hear a piano postlude intended to send you forth with a refreshed and renewed spirit!

The lyrics and Scripture are beautiful to meditate upon all on their own. Most historical hymns were written first as poems, and it can be meaningful to read or speak the lyrics. I've provided the lyrics for the hymn-based prelude and postlude selections so that you can read them while you listen to the solo piano arrangements.

If you would like to hear any of your favorite hymns from past "Notes of Glory" posts again, here is an alphabetical list, with each hymn linked to the post where it first appeared (dating back to the very first post on March 22, 2020).

Complete "Notes of Glory" Song List

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PRELUDE
(to help you prepare to worship) 

Morning Prayer


Piano solo by Matt Schinske


Psalm 88:13
But I, O Lord, cry to you; in the morning my prayer comes before you.

Psalm 143:8
Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.

Back in April I shared a prelude called "Morning Prayer" by composer Richard Blake.  Today's equally contemplative and lyrical prelude is also titled "Morning Prayer" but is by a different composer: Matt Schinske, a concert pianist, arranger, composer, and organist.



HYMNS FOR YOU TO SING AT HOME

O Worship the King




Words by Robert Grant. Music composed by Joseph Martin Kraus (in William Gardner's Sacred Melodies)


Psalm 104:1-9
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
O Lord my God, you are very great!
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
covering yourself with light as with a garment,
stretching out the heavens like a tent.
He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters;
he makes the clouds his chariot;
he rides on the wings of the wind;
he makes his messengers winds,
his ministers a flaming fire.

He set the earth on its foundations,
so that it should never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
At your rebuke they fled;
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight.
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down
to the place that you appointed for them.
You set a boundary that they may not pass,
so that they might not again cover the earth.

Daniel 7:13-14
In my vision at night I looked, and there before me was one like a son of man, coming with the clouds of heaven. He approached the Ancient of Days and was led into his presence. He was given authority, glory and sovereign power; all nations and peoples of every language worshiped him. His dominion is an everlasting dominion that will not pass away, and his kingdom is one that will never be destroyed.
_____________________________

Inspired by Psalm 104, this poetic call to praise exalts God as our King, Shield, Defender, Maker, Redeemer, and Friend, and the Ancient of Days.  Natural imagery in the hymn reflects God's creative power and the lyrics use both third-person language that describes God's glory as well as more personal words directly addressing God ("thy" and "thee").

Sir Robert Grant (1779-1836) who wrote the poem "O Worship the King" was a British lawyer and politician who won a seat in Parliament at the age of 29.  He was a devout Christian and was "conspicuous for piety, phi­lanthropy, integrity, and statesmanship" (Edwin Hatfield, The Poets of the Church, 1884). In his spare time, Grant wrote hymns including "O Worship the King" that were posthumously collected and published by his brother, Lord Glenelg, in a volume titled Sacred Poems. This collection of Grant's poetic works was first printed in 1833 with later editions following in 1839, 1844, and 1868 (you can see "O Worship the King" as it appeared in the 1868 edition here). Another beautiful hymn by Grant that appears in the same collection and poetically depicts the life of Christ from birth to Resurrection is "Savior, When in Dust to Thee, Low We Bow the Adoring Knee."

"Lyons," the hymn tune matched here with "O Worship the King," was traditionally attributed to Austrian composer Franz Joseph Haydn or his younger brother, Johann Michael Haydn, but contemporary research has revealed that it was actually composed by German-Swedish composer Joseph Martin Kraus (1756-1792). Another hymn tune often  matched with "O Worship the King" is "Hanover" by organist William Croft (1678-1727) who also wrote the tune "St. Anne" which is frequently combined with Watts' "O God, Our Help in Ages Past."

If this hymn is new to you, here is a wonderful recording of "O Worship the King" with congregational singing and organ/brass instruments.





O worship the King, all glorious above,
and gratefully sing His power and His love;
our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,
pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,
whose robe is the light, whose canopy space!
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
and dark is His path on the wings of the storm.

Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light,
it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
and sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
in Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail:
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

Just as I am


Words by Charlotte Elliot. Music by William Bradbury


Isaiah 1:18
“Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.

John 6:37
All those the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never drive away.

John 14:6
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
______________________________

The composer of over 150 hymns, Charlotte Elliott (1789-1871) was born in Clapham, England and enjoyed a happy early life, sketching portraits and writing humorous verse. As she entered her thirties, her health began to decline, and she was an invalid for the rest of her life. Her emotional health suffered, as did her faith.

 Kenneth Osbeck tells the story behind "Just As I Am" in his book 101 Hymn Stories. 
In 1822 a noted Swiss evangelist, Dr. Caesar Malan, visited the Elliott home in Brighton, England. His visit proved to be a turning point in Charlotte's life. In counselling Miss Elliott about her spiritual and emotional problems, Dr. Malan impressed upon her this truth, "You must come just as you are, a sinner, to the Lamb of God that taketh away the sin of the world." Throughout the remainder of her life, Miss Elliott celebrated every year the day on which her Swiss friend had led her to a personal relationship with Christ, for she considered it to be her spiritual birthday. Although she did not write her text for this hymn until 1838, fourteen years after her conversion experience, it is apparent that she never forgot the words of her friend, for they form the very essence of this hymn.
The Swiss minister and hymn writer Henri Abraham César Malan (1787-1864) referenced in this account was previously featured here on Notes of Glory as the composer of the tune for "Take My Life, and Let it Be."

One tune commonly matched with "Just As I Am" (and used in the music below) is titled "Woodworth" and was composed by the American gospel musician and composer William Bradbury (1816-1868) who also wrote the music for "He Leadeth Me," "Jesus Loves Me" and "My Hope is Built on Nothing Less."

"Just As I Am" was used extensively for altar calls during Billy Graham's crusades: here is a short montage of some of these moments.  And here's Mahalia Jackson's majestic interpretation of this gospel classic.




Just as I am, without one plea,
but that thy blood was shed for me,
and that thou bidd'st me come to thee,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, and waiting not
to rid my soul of one dark blot,
to thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, though tossed about
with many a conflict, many a doubt,
fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
because thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come.

I Love to Tell the Story


Words by Katherine Hankey, Music by William G. Fischer


Psalm 66:16
Come and hear, all you who fear God,
and I will tell what he has done for my soul.

John 15:27
And you also will bear witness, because you have been with me from the beginning.
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"I Love to Tell The Story" overflows with the joy of evangelism. The author of this hymn, Arabella Katherine Hankey (1834-1911), lived the words she wrote.  As a young woman, she organized Sunday School classes in London and later worked as a missionary and nurse in South Africa, serving along with her brother.  Her family was involved in the "Clapham Sect," an influential association of London evangelical philanthropists who invested heavily in spreading the gospel through their time, finances, and talents. (Well-known members of this group in its earlier years included William Wilberforce who along with Hannah More and Thomas Clarkson fought for the abolition of the slave trade in England and throughout the world). 

Like Charlotte Elliott, Katherine Hankey was struck by serious illness at the age of 30. During her recovery, she wrote an extended poem on the subject of the life of Christ, which consisted of two main sections titled "The Story Wanted" and "The Story Told."   Hankey's other well-known hymn 'Tell Me the Old, Old Story" is derived from the first section of this nearly-100 stanza poem, and "I Love to Tell the Story" comes from the second section. Hankey did write her own music for these texts, but the hymns remained unknown until musician and inventor William H. Doane (1832-1915) heard them recited at an 1867 YMCA convention in Montreal, Canada and composed settings for both texts.  Some years later, a new setting for "I Love to Tell The Story" was composed by Philadelphia piano dealer and musician William G. Fischer (1835-1912) who also added the refrain: it is this version that we are familiar with today.  The combination of Hankey's text and Fischer's tune first appeared together in the 1875 published collection Gospel Hymns and Sacred Songs, edited by Philip Bliss and Ira Sankey. 

If this hymn is new to you, here is a recording by the gospel group "The Chuck Wagon Gang" (this ensemble was formed in 1935).



Refrain:
Public domain. Courtesy of Hymnary.org



I love to tell the story
of unseen things above,
of Jesus and his glory,
of Jesus and his love.
I love to tell the story
because I know 'tis true;
it satisfies my longings
as nothing else could do.

Refrain:
I love to tell the story;
'twill be my theme in glory
to tell the old, old story
of Jesus and his love.

I love to tell the story;
more wonderful it seems
than all the golden fancies
of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the story,
it did so much for me;
and that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee. [Refrain]

I love to tell the story;
'tis pleasant to repeat
what seems, each time I tell it,
more wonderfully sweet.
I love to tell the story,
for some have never heard
the message of salvation
from God's own holy Word. [Refrain]

I love to tell the story,
for those who know it best
seem hungering and thirsting
to hear it like the rest.
And when in scenes of glory
I sing the new, new song,
'twill be the old, old story
that I have loved so long. [Refrain]

POSTLUDE
(So you can go out with joy!)

Rejoice! He is Lord of All!



Piano solo by Benjamin D. Knoedler (composer, pianist, and choral music editor at Majesty Music)


Psalm 32:11
Be glad in the Lord and rejoice, you righteous ones;
And shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart.

As you listen to this upbeat postlude, feel the joy in the notes and the lilting rhythm(s)!
 


As you go into the next week: 
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope. (Romans 15:13)


Friday, July 3, 2020

Music for At-Home Worship: Sunday, July 5



Singing to the Lord, in all its fullness, is not simply reciting a text set to a tune, but expressing the offering of our whole selves to God in vital, personal communion. May God “take my voice, and let me sing, always, only, for my King.”


from "When You Don't Feel Like Singing" by Randall Van Meggelen, Tabletalk magazine, January 1, 2015.

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PRELUDE



Words by William Featherston, Music by Adoniram J. Gordon, arranged for solo piano by Larry Shackley 


1 John 4:16-19
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus. There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. We love because he first loved us.

This beautiful hymn was not penned by a poet or pastor, but rather by a Canadian teenager. William Ralph Featherson (1848-1875) of Montreal, Quebec was a young man with an unusually mature faith, and penned "My Jesus, I Love Thee" as a devotional poem sometime between the ages of 12 and 16.  The poem was published anonymously in the London Hymn Book in 1864. Not much else is known of Featherston's life: he died at the age of 27 and is known today as the author of this single, profound hymn.  Composer Adoniram Judson Gordon (1836-1895) wrote the music for this hymn after discovering Featherston's poem in the London Hymn Book. Text and tune were first published together in The Service of Song for Baptist Churches in 1876.  (Gordon is the founder of Gordon College and Gordon-Conwell Theological Seminary).



My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;
for thee all the follies of sin I resign;
my gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I love thee because thou hast first loved me
and purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree;
I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow;
if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

I'll love thee in life, I will love thee in death,
and praise thee as long as thou lendest me breath,
and say when the deathdew lies cold on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I'll ever adore thee in heaven so bright;
I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow:
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

HYMNS FOR YOU TO SING AT HOME

Words from Katholisches Gesangbuch (c. 1744). Translated by Edward Caswall, adapted by Robert Bridges. "Laudes Domini" tune by Joseph Barnby

1 Chronicles 23:30
They were also to stand every morning to thank and praise the Lord. They were to do the same in the evening.

Lamentations 3:22-23
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.

Psalm 34:1-3
I will extol the Lord at all times;
his praise will always be on my lips.
I will glory in the Lord;
let the afflicted hear and rejoice.
Glorify the Lord with me;
let us exalt his name together.

If you're a regular reader of "Notes of Glory" you'll have noticed how many well-known hymns represent a patchwork of diverse talents including poets, composers, arrangers, and translators. "When Morning Gilds the Skies," which musically traces the rising sun in its ascending melodic line, is yet another example of this creative blending: at least four different artists collaborated asynchronously to produce this hymn which reminds us to praise God each new morning.

"With the Early Morning Light" is the literal translation of the original German version of this hymn by an unknown author, which first appeared in the Catholic Songbook for Public Worship in the [locale of] Biszthume Würzburg. British hymn writer and clergyman Edward Caswall (1814-1878) translated the German hymn into English in 1854 and 1858. (Caswell is also known as the author of "See, Amid the Winter's Snow" as well as the translator of "Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee" among other hymns).  The hymn was further adapted by British physician/poet laureate Robert Bridges (1844-1930) who also translated many important German hymns into English such as "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring," "Ah, Holy Jesus" and "O Sacred Head, Now Wounded." The tune for "When Morning Gilds the Skies" ("Laudes Domini") was written by British organist, composer and conductor Joseph Barnby (1838-1896), who led the Royal Albert Hall Choral Society for over twenty years (his predecessor in this position was composer Charles Gounod).

Public domain. Courtesy of PDHymns




When morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Alike at work and prayer
To Jesus I repair:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

Does sadness fill my mind?
A solace here I find:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

Let earth's wide circle round
In joyful notes resound:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Let air and sea and sky
From depth to height reply:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle divine:
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Be this the eternal song
Through all the ages long:
May Jesus Christ be praised!

Take My Life and Let it Be

Words by Frances Ridley Havergal, Music by Henri A. Cesar Malan

Romans 12:1
Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.

Isaiah 6:8
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”
And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”

1 Chronicles 29:3-5
Besides, in my devotion to the temple of my God I now give my personal treasures of gold and silver for the temple of my God, over and above everything I have provided for this holy temple: three thousand talents of gold (gold of Ophir) and seven thousand talents of refined silver, for the overlaying of the walls of the buildings, for the gold work and the silver work, and for all the work to be done by the craftsmen. Now, who is willing to consecrate themselves to the Lord today?

"Take My Life, and Let it Be" represents hymn writer Frances Ridley Havergal's second appearance here on "Notes of Glory": her beautiful hymn "Like a River Glorious" was featured in the May 3 post.  Havergal (1836-1879), the daughter of an Anglican clergyman, was a scholar proficient in Hebrew and Greek, and was also a gifted singer and pianist. "Take My Life" dates from an event that occurred on February 4, 1874, as Havergal later recounted.
"I went for a little visit of five days. There were ten persons in the house; some were unconverted and long prayed for, some converted but not rejoicing Christians. [God] gave me the prayer, 'Lord, give me all in this house.' And He just did. Before I left the house, everyone had got a blessing. The last night of my visit I was too happy to sleep and passed most of the night in renewal of my consecration, and those little couplets formed themselves and chimed in my heart one after another till they finished with "ever only, ALL FOR THEE!" (from Studies of Familiar Hymns by Louis F. Benson, 1903).
"Hendon," the tune matched with the text of "Take My Life" here, was written by Henri Abraham César Malan (1787-1864), a Swiss Protestant minister who was a leader in the French Reformed hymn movement.  You can read more about his life, marked by evangelistic zeal, here

Public domain. Courtesy of Hymnary.org




Take my life and let it be
consecrated, Lord, to thee;
take my moments and my days;
let them flow in ceaseless praise;
let them flow in ceaseless praise.

Take my hands and let them move
at the impulse of thy love;
take my feet and let them be
swift and beautiful for thee,
swift and beautiful for thee.

Take my voice and let me sing
always, only, for my King;
take my lips and let them be
filled with messages from thee,
filled with messages from thee.

Take my silver and my gold;
not a mite would I withhold;
take my intellect and use
every power as thou shalt choose,
every power as thou shalt choose.

Take my will and make it thine;
it shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is thine own;
it shall be thy royal throne,
it shall be thy royal throne.

Take my love; my Lord, I pour
at thy feet its treasure store;
take myself and I will be
ever, only, all for thee,
ever, only, all for thee.

Is There a Heart O'er Bound with Sorrow?
(All Your Anxiety)


Words and Music by Edward Henry Joy

1 Peter 5:7
Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.

Psalm 94:18-19
When I said, “My foot is slipping,”
your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
When anxiety was great within me,
your consolation brought me joy.

Philippians 4:6-7
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Exodus 25:17-22
Then you shall make a mercy seat of pure gold; two cubits and a half shall be its length, and a cubit and a half its width. You shall make two cherubim of gold; you shall make them of hammered work, at the two ends of the mercy seat. Make one cherub at the one end, and one cherub at the other; of one piece with the mercy seat you shall make the cherubim at its two ends. The cherubim shall spread out their wings above, overshadowing the mercy seat with their wings. They shall face one to another; the faces of the cherubim shall be turned toward the mercy seat. You shall put the mercy seat on the top of the ark; and in the ark you shall put the covenant that I shall give you. There I will meet with you, and from above the mercy seat, from between the two cherubim that are on the ark of the covenant, I will deliver to you all my commands for the Israelites.

This hymn of assurance features words and music written in 1920 by the same person: Edward Henry Joy (1871-1949). Born in Canterbury, England, Joy joined the Salvation Army where he was a musician and became an officer in 1894.  He later served with the Salvation Army in Winnipeg, Canada. According to hymn historian Robert Cottrill, Edward Henry Joy "wrote a book called The Old Corps, which describes the early days of the organization (founded in 1865). It tells how the established church of the day was scandalized at some of the aggressive and novel methods used by William Booth to reach the lost and downtrodden of society."

Here is an article that further explores the concept of the "mercy seat." If you'd like to hear a recording of "All Your Anxiety" with voices, here is the congregation of Grace Community Church  in Sun Valley CA singing this hymn. (with John MacArthur singing at the pulpit).  And here is a beautiful arrangement shared by the the Royal Oak Salvation Army Songsters.

Public domain. Courtesy of Cyber Hymnal



Is there a heart o’erbound by sorrow?
Is there a life weighed down by care?
Come to the cross, each burden bearing;
All your anxiety—leave it there.

Refrain:
All your anxiety, all your care,
Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there,
Never a burden He cannot bear,
Never a friend like Jesus!

No other friend so swift to help you,
No other friend so quick to hear,
No other place to leave your burden,
No other one to hear your prayer.

Come then at once; delay no longer!
Heed His entreaty kind and sweet,
You need not fear a disappointment;
You shall find peace at the mercy seat.

POSTLUDE
I've Got Peace Like a River



Traditional African-American spiritual, arranged by William J. Reynolds, arranged for solo piano by Anthony Giamanco

Isaiah 66:12
For this is what the Lord says:
“I will extend peace to her like a river,
and the wealth of nations like a flooding stream;
you will nurse and be carried on her arm
and dandled on her knees."

Galatians 5:22-23
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.

Philippians 4:7
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

"I've Got Peace Like a River" is a traditional African-American spiritual. Its lyrics draw upon Old Testament imagery from the book of Isaiah and also refer to the first three fruits of the Spirit as listed in the New Testament book of Galatians.



I've got peace like a river,
I've got peace like a river,
I've got peace like a river in my soul.
(repeat)

I've got love like a river,
I've got love like a river,
I've got love like a river in my soul.
(repeat)

I've got joy like a river,
I've got joy like a river,
I've got joy like a river in my soul.
(repeat)